Black Crowes - Nonfiction Lyrics

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I don't know my telephone number But you kiss good and I'l like to see you tomorrow I don't beg, I pay, I don't barter And if we had a child, I'd like a son, not a daughter No, she'd be just like you You know that will not do I'm no builder I'm no gardener I sing some songs Have a friend who's a photographer And there ain't no other language I know how to speak Some like their water shallow I like mine deep, so very deep Tied to the bottom with noose around my feet Chorus: Clouds conspire Above my head I overheard them Say I wish he was dead Today the sun set It burned my eyes And in the next room I hear someone cry I like to dress up like the jury To eat like a king, to poke fun at the clergy To talk like dirt, to love you like tar But never falling to fast with my north star While you pull your hair out I buy the drinks at the bar Chorus

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